Eric found that the car not only required a jump start, it also required a jump to run at all. Eric's battery cables were not long enough to allow his car to follow behind - still hooked to the Escort, so we headed off for an alternate battery. Realizing that we could not just spend money on a new one, we borrowed one from Mercedes truck, hoping that she might be willing to sell it cheap. We drove it home. The bearded lady was right - somthing had died in the car, and only left its fur behind.
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